The Search and the Assurance
1
Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned him, That we may seek him with thee?
2
My beloved is gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3
I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth his flock among the lilies.
Bible text: American Standard Version (1901) · Public domain